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Daughters of Water, Sons of the Sea (Jesse Boggs) · First Families of Country: Sons & Daughters (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Your Daughters and Your Sons (The Duhks) · Lock Up Your Daughters (Motörhead) · Daughters of the Alamo (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daughters of Texas (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Daughters (Nas) · Daughters of the Kaos/In Search of Manny (Luscious Jackson) · Eleven Daughters (Aaron Immanuel Wright) · Daughters of the Celtic Moon (Lisa Lynne) – and 90 other albums »


yourself

All your whiskered friends their wings and life
Who knows what 'o' ever reason why
Daughter can you have sons for yourself
Daughter can you
yourself

All your whiskered friends their wings and life
Who knows what 'o' ever reason why
Daughter can you have sons for yourself
Daughter can you
Sons and Daughters, Daughters and Sons
How I hope you all cope with the damage we done
like diamonds
In the love of a daughter
Worth more than all the gold in the world
And they say that a son
Is the pride of a father
But my heart
arms sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now

When we arrive sons
love
She's fair as any lily
And gentle as a dove
She threw her arms around me saying "Johnny I love you still”
She was Meg the farmers daughter
daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?

You're the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise
the knights in iron took the pawn
You and I, out into the night
Held within the line that they've drawn

As I went they're all beside us in silence
As if
Take up your arm
Sons and daughters
We will arise from the bunkers
By land, by sea, by dirigible
We'll leave our tracks untraceable now

When
of their children run from your arms
Sons of your sands or sons passing by

Children we lost in a lullaby
Sons of true love and sons of regret
All
Build an ark head for the open water
Save your sons and your daughters
Build an ark

Build an ark when the storm is ended
You'll know the world
In hot water 
(when they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(they don't do)
What they oughta

Tell me something
Where you staying tonight
Your
gotta wait
Until the judgment comes

Are you ready?

Black rain, black rain
Black rain, black rain

War, killing sons and daughters
Another failed attack,
pictures drew
And one became this lonely soul
Who sits here now
And sings this song to you

And the sons become the fathers
And the daughters will be
Build an ark head for the open water
Save your sons and your daughters
Build an ark

Build an ark when the storm is ended
You'll know the world
blazing like the sun
Mothers and daughters,
Fathers and sons

They held the light
Yes they did
And it shined all night
Oh, all night
And they took
(When they fall by the way)
Sons and daughters
(They don't do)
What they oughta

Tell me something
Where you staying tonight
Your folks 
Have
We all are somebody's daughter and son


We are all children covered in mud
Trapped in the wilderness, stars up above
Outside we all look shiny
And I would marry Jimmy, but my father up and said 
I'm sad to tell you daughter what your mother never knew 
But Jimmy, too, is a son of mine and so
Like a drug in the water
A punch in the stomach makes sons into daughters

I met a girl on the square
Who showed me how to kill my cares
But once
and rejoice
For the love that He has given us all
Children of God, by the blood of His Son
We have been redeemed and we can be called
Children of God
Children
You set us up above all the stars
You set us on a high place by where you are
While we were dead you made us your friends
And scattered our debt
and have some fun
I'll see you when you get back
Bet I'll be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun

Son, now y'all buckle up and have her back
By te...
daughter
We're all someone's son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun'

You're the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise
still call my name
Oh, I bid you peace, jerusalem

these seven hills will be your resting place
Our sons and our daughters
May never feel the grace
Within

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